[ 'ripcord pec' is a new one, and denji barely reacts to it. he is accepting his fate only because he knows no one else had the privilege of hearing their actual name out of bakugou. it's fine. there is a sense of equality, but— the half-devil will have another reaction if he ever finds out someone is getting special treatment. oh yes. ]
Heh, fine. Let's wait for the next time we need to share a shower and we'll sing our hearts out.
[ there is no sense of defiance in his tone, nor did he seem bothered to win this challenge— just the idea of them going for it is enough to entertain him. he wonders if someone full of pride like bakugou could hold his ground in a singing competition and keep a straight face. impossible. never going to happen. and if it did— it would be hilarious. with one final scoop of his meal, denji gathers all the remaining rice and takes in his last bite, gently placing his chopsticks on the empty plate. fuck, that was good. the food never lost its warmth, flavors so vibrant until the last taste, and his body felt fucking nourished.
he sulks back in his seat, and that's when he relaxes his shoulders, unaware his earlier thoughts triggered his muscles to tense a bit. another slow exhale, akin to a sigh, then he pulled his glass closer to his lips before scoffing. gari head ... ] Don't worry, he has extra blankets. He was sharing them when the power was out. [ he knows the hero will hammer him about the 'stealing' comment. a SIGH. ] I will ask nicely.
[ only if yuuji was in his room at the time, otherwise he would have to take a blanket and leave him a note. just as good. bringing up the sorcerer into the conversation reminded denji of their dumb exchange on the dating app, and then he found himself thinking about the bizarre ambush. after their first mission and the mass destruction of the city— you might think the next course of action is trying to rebuild and further assist the public, but nope. lilith decided it was time for her recruits to start hooking up instead. it was so fucking random, even for denji who was more than happy to play along. he wonders if that's their added reward, aside from getting paid, they also get some assistance in finding love.
he remembers bakugou and his standards. ah, the smile returns on his face— why is it fun annoying this hero? at least he's not subjecting him to those godawful pranks aki had to live through. be thankful, kacchan. ]
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Heh, fine. Let's wait for the next time we need to share a shower and we'll sing our hearts out.
[ there is no sense of defiance in his tone, nor did he seem bothered to win this challenge— just the idea of them going for it is enough to entertain him. he wonders if someone full of pride like bakugou could hold his ground in a singing competition and keep a straight face. impossible. never going to happen. and if it did— it would be hilarious. with one final scoop of his meal, denji gathers all the remaining rice and takes in his last bite, gently placing his chopsticks on the empty plate. fuck, that was good. the food never lost its warmth, flavors so vibrant until the last taste, and his body felt fucking nourished.
he sulks back in his seat, and that's when he relaxes his shoulders, unaware his earlier thoughts triggered his muscles to tense a bit. another slow exhale, akin to a sigh, then he pulled his glass closer to his lips before scoffing. gari head ... ] Don't worry, he has extra blankets. He was sharing them when the power was out. [ he knows the hero will hammer him about the 'stealing' comment. a SIGH. ] I will ask nicely.
[ only if yuuji was in his room at the time, otherwise he would have to take a blanket and leave him a note. just as good. bringing up the sorcerer into the conversation reminded denji of their dumb exchange on the dating app, and then he found himself thinking about the bizarre ambush. after their first mission and the mass destruction of the city— you might think the next course of action is trying to rebuild and further assist the public, but nope. lilith decided it was time for her recruits to start hooking up instead. it was so fucking random, even for denji who was more than happy to play along. he wonders if that's their added reward, aside from getting paid, they also get some assistance in finding love.
he remembers bakugou and his standards. ah, the smile returns on his face— why is it fun annoying this hero? at least he's not subjecting him to those godawful pranks aki had to live through. be thankful, kacchan. ]
Did you find a date?